Thursday, February 5, 2015

A Mid Spring's Night Dream..Asses and All......


cnwriter..carolinaStarred PageBy cnwriter..carolinaShakespeare had great wisdom and we are fortunate that his works still are with us. This was a fun piece to write and it is fun to have fun...at least I think it is and many of my friends here  will have a good laugh at the stuff herein...so do enjoy!!!

The Bard

My friend the Bard
One summer's day
Took upon himself
To write a play entitled
A Mid-Summer Night's Dream

Oh what a scream
People running hither and thither
In forest hiding
Asses head upon their shoulders

A mix it was of playful games
Love and hate
Those fun things
That seem to make the world go round
Then as Now

So thought I to do the same

Set on a stage in Mykonos
Atop a hill
All red and gold and mirrors there
Surrounded by blue blue sea
On which sailed tiny bateaux
(boats to you!)
Around forest glade 
Some actors played
Came they had from Athens
To show their wares

Harlequined costumes
Cod pieces too
Covering their nether ends!!!!

On their heads sat asses hats
Long ears pocked through small small holes
Eyes peered through tiny slits
Across their mouths we will not say
Sellotaped they should have been

Fun and Games

The lady and her favourite paramour
At least at this time was
Most she had frightened into graves
No matter old or young

They into forest came by chance
To spend a night of gaiety
Not knowing others too were there
Bent on playing similar games

An Athenian knight dithering was he
Wondering where his lady be
He did not know she had wandered away
To find another with whom to play

A Good Time

All bent on having a good time
These different folk strolled here and there
Not really caring whom they would find
Hidden away by stream or cave
Only their lusty natures mattered now

One of the players kind heart had he
Came upon a pretty maid
Asleep on forest's lavender she did lie
Nearby another lay

Oh dear he said
Here lies that pretty maid
My master told me of
Betrayed by one like him
A churl indeed

So taking up a pot of stuff
Gooblee goblee like all her words
The ones she writes on our fair site
He threw on eyes and thus intoned


"Churl upon thine eyes I throw
All the power this spell doth know
When thou awakest let love forbid
Sleep his seat on thy eyelid"
quote from Shakespeare's A Mid-Summer's Night Dream

Wool o'er Eyes

Off then he went upon his way
Looking for others of his ilk
Who had accompanied him
Across blue Mediterranean seas

Naughty they were
Tricky dickies indeed
Waiting to pull the wool o'er your eyes
If you let them come too close

Do be aware the moral contained herein
And if you can't
Then continue on your way through life
As it has always been
Ha ha ha ha ha ha......
hereLand of Nimm and Noah...
hereAnd So It Is
herePortals of Love
hereQueens, their Pleasuring and Pleasures

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